2008 - April

[Sweder]

I don't like Mondays, so having two in one week is nothing short of reprehensible. Glad to hear the omnivorous diet is bearing fruit. I've not hopped on the scales lately - my last attempt left me horribly depressed - feeling good is so much more important than stats at this point, n'est pas?

So, this fellow in the SUV; he didn't have a Yorkshire accent, small-ish head and go by the name of Kevin did he?

Agree on the SatNav thing - why we should lose the ability to think when submitting to the whim of those dreadful automatons heaven knows. And you're so right; you simply don't retain any sense of where you've been or how you got there (as you do when map-reading or, as is more likely for the men amongst us, winging it without any help whatsoever). One of my lads is a bit of a wag and likes to have fun when asking for directions. He rides in the passenger seat of the van or truck. They pull over to the curb and he asks a local for directions. If the person is one of those hugely enthusiastic guides and launches into a detailed description of where to go the driver starts to inch forward. The helpful pedestrian will often start to walk alongside to keep up. The driver gradually increases the speed . . . you can see where this is going. It is of course extremely cruel and possibly dangerous and I in no way condone it. Darned funny though.

I did find a way to spice my Tom-Tom* up a bit though. I downloaded the silken tones of Sylvia, an Irish-lilted hooker. She advises you to 'turn around where possible - but not too fast'. At the end of your journey she whispers 'You have reached your destination. But don't stop just yet.' Mrs S hates it.

[SIZE="1"]* other SatNavs are also available[/SIZE]